| Burgundy Mask, Argent Shroud
The interior decoration of the Tavern please here immensely. Eriala had been granted a very healthy budget by the Trade Federation, the unkown patrons seeing her efforts as vital to the growth of their latest investment.
New Paws wise ripe with potential. Beyond the walls of the Duchy, just out of the reach of the law, it was open for trade and profit. A tavern in this place could invite and allow geusts of all walks of life, and Eriala could turn a large profit, with few limitations.
She knew her patrons were strange, shadowy, and much more than they appeared, but who cared? Not her. They payed well, and after years of saving to one day, maybe, if she was lucky, open her own tavern in some remote location they came to her with an offer.
She now stood before the fruits of her labour, and the prize for her agreement to cooperate.
Opening night was soon approaching, and the new sign had been hung. The Cats Lair.. a touch of the past for her bright and shining future.
The wine cellar in this particular tavern was her favorite spot, and she took note of how perfect it could be to rent out for romantic dinners for two, and other such things.
She finished her work in the tavern, and crossed over to the Rune Library. She was making her home here until arrangements for an Inn were completed. Her small cot was placed among piles of books, and she made herself comfortable.
Whoever these people were, hiding behind their immense wealth and trade, she liked them more and more each day. |